Speed demon

Today, I learned that it is just as fast to bike to work as it is to drive.
I wouldn't want you to think that I learned this by actually biking to work. Heavens, no.
I learned this because some guy on a bike, wearing a brown t-shirt and carrying a box of wine, meandered out on the street in front of me as I drove to work. He rode some on the sidewalk and some on the street, and disappeared from my view for a bit, and then nearly ran me over in the parking lot at work.
Now, obviously, my drive to work was a little slower because there was some wine-carrying moron weaving all over the street.
But I suspect his ride to my work was also a little slower because he was weaving all over the road.
I'm calling it a tie.